Tired Words

I’ve written it over and over,
In a thousand ways.
Sometimes I wrote it creatively,
And sometimes I wrote it,
Like this,
Blatantly.

And I could write it a thousand more times,
Whether or not it’s iambic or rhymes,
Another alternative, alliteration,
With a clever false rhyme illusion,
In Fragments half,
Could I say that.
I could state it in a sentence whole.
Speak in English, o español.

I will never say it like Wordsworth,
And I will fall short of Poe.
It already has been said by the best,
By Don Mclean,
and Kanye West,
So why embellish my woes?